I WAS sitting on the grass at Soho Square with some good friends while waiting for part two of the Harry Potter and the Cursed Child play in London’s West End to begin.
The sun was shining in the middle of August and we had fruits, pizza and booze around us. That weekend, thanks to an old friend’s generosity, I was staying at a five-star hotel in the heart of Leicester Square.
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